Genji stood in your room like a black and red demon about to haunt you. It actually wasn’t as bad as it looked. He had permission to be there. You were snoozing again. Honestly, that’s how he preferred you. Silent. That’s how he preferred anyone, lately. He liked you just fine; he just didn’t want to talk right now.
In his metal hand, he held a bag of konpeito. Genji wanted to repay you for being a good friend to him. Konpeito had good memories for him. His mother used to give them to Hanzo every once in a while to make him smile. That started his weakness for sweets, Genji supposed. He liked konpeito, just not as much as Hanzo did. Genji hoped you smiled like Hanzo when you found the bag.
Genji was trying to decide where to leave the candy, and he didn’t notice that his nervousness made his cybernetic hand slowly ball into a fist. The bag exploded, whole and crushed pieces of the candy raining all over the floor. Damn! He just knew he shouldn’t have bothered. Genji scanned the floor, trying to decide what to do next. How silly he would look, trying to clean up the mess if you woke up soon. And how foolish.
Ahhhh, fuck! He got so frustrated, he left.
“Genji…?” He heard as he was a few steps from your room. Bah, he could find you later. Then, “OW!! …WHAT THE FUCK?!”
He ducked his head, turning red. He left you the candies to step on. He picked up the pace, half-jogging down the hallway.
The Ninja Under Your Bed Ch 3
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